Arrived at the studio a bit early. Drank tea. Ten times in a row. sharpened all my pencils. Cleaned my erasers and straightened up my toolbox.
Wrote the dialogue and painted over it. The re-wrote it, and painted over it again. Turns out, it was much better without it.
Ate all the food i had put away.
Stared out the window.
Cleaned my laptop and cell phone till they shined like the northern lights.
So, tired, having done nothing at all i went home.